Spider Foods
“Acting team lead Lance Corporal Lynch and Lance Corporal Nelson calling to any available ship in sector 8.99 Charlie. Corporal Decker and First Private Gary are dead. Something grabbed them. Alpha Team went down several klicks to the north. We are searching for survivors. Again we need EVAC and MED ASAP.” A tall wolf sighed as he flicked off the deep-space communication pack and turned towards a large badger, a large Mark Three Auto Cannon hoisted on her shoulders.
Nelson nodded, "I've got your back." She said, dropping the heavy weapon on the ground beside her, "But I'm not so sure Alpha Squad made it."
Lynch shook his head, "Protocol says we must attempt to join up with Squad Alpha " He said with a grimace, "We'd better get moving." He looked out across the dense forest around them. The thick trees of the dark forest had hidden the sun and created a gloomy twilight over the landscape. Even at now, this moon was too creepy for Lynch's liking. His eyes adjusted to the light easily enough, but the rest of his body took time to adapt to the lower gravity. He kept his ears open for any sign of danger. They might be far from their home base, but it wouldn't hurt to rely on his basic training as a soldier.
"So what do we know about this moon?" Nelson asked, pulling out a PDA and checking its display.
Lynch shrugged, "Not much. It's one of those colony worlds that's been abandoned since the war." The wolf shouldered his rifle and nodded for the fellow marine to pick up her weapon, "It looks like we'll be fighting a losing battle."
The badger growled low in her throat, "Yeah, but what's the point of living if you don't try?" She finished picking up the heavy gun and slung it over her shoulder. "I'm not gonna let a little thing like a shitty assignment and crash landing on a shitty ass, no name moon stop us! Right?."
Lynch nodded, "Let's go then. There isn't much time left before nightfall."
They walked side by side through the woods, weapons hot as they worked between the tall alien trees. The sound of rustling leaves in the breeze hung in the air. There was also a constant clicking noise that echoed through the woods, a sound which sounded almost like...
"Did you hear that?" Nelson swung her massive gun around, almost knocking Lynch in the head.
"Hey, watch where you swing that!" The wolf barked back as he ducked just in time for the five barreled weapon to swish past.
"Well?" Nelson grumbled. "Do you see anything on your scope?"
"Yeah, yeah..." Lynch sighed, "But that wasn't anything. Just a bird or something." He checked the rangefinder on his rifle. The only readings he got was from him and Lance Corp Nelson. "Nothing on scope, we need to be moving ." The wolf shuddered, the forest was creeping him out and his comrade was only compounding the situation.
"Maybe you're right." Nelson replied, "but it sounds creepy, you sure the mission report said this moon had no animal life?"
"Come on, we need to find Alpha Squad!" Lynch shouted, pushing past his companion, his finger resting on the trigger of his rifle. "If we can find them, we might have a chance of getting off this rock alive!"
"Fine, fine!" The badger sighed, "Keep your furry tail moving!"
"Ha, you're just jealous of my ass ," Lynch retorted as he checked his scope again. He pulled out his PDA and confirmed they were still 2 Klicks away from where the other team went down.
Nelson rolled her eyes and smiled, "As if!" The wolf's nervous quip broke the heavy mood as the pair moved swiftly through the woods. Just as the light started to fade they came upon a large clearing.
"We should be almost there, " Lynch spoke as he raised his paw signaling a full stop as he checked his scope. "Three no four heat signatures. " He whispered to Nelson as he took position behind a tree and pointed across the clearing.
"That has to be them," Nelson whispered back. "They could need medical attention. What are we waiting for?" The badger asked impatiently.
"Something isn't right. One of the signatures is too large."
"Oh that's probably their ship or fire." Nelson offered as she raised her cannon, just in case.
"That's what I thought but it keeps moving, from the ground to the trees." Lynch kept his eye plastered to his scope, tracking the abnormal heat sig before it just disappeared completely. "FUCK!"
"What?" Nelson pointed the cannon at the opposite tree line, wielding the weapon that usually required a crew of three.
"Fire!!!" Lynch commanded as he raised his rifle, unleashing a barrage of bullets at something only he could see. Taking Lynch's cue, Nelson raised the cannon and pointed to where her teammate was firing. She dug her heels into the ground as support as the huge weapon roared to life. All five of the cannon's barrels spun, sending a torrent of armor piercing rounds into the trees. She followed her teammate's lead, following his shots. till her weapon sputtered and died, overheated and spent.
"Did we get it?" The badger dropped the cannon and placed a paw on the handle of a large blade.
"Looks clear," Lynch answered as he swept the area with his scope. "Let's move."
The pair rushed towards the crash site, weapons at the ready.
"Fuck!." Nelson gasped as she stumbled over a small bush. The badger exclaimed as she ran into a large web, her blade slashing at the air in frustration. "Nobody said anything about fucking spiders!!!"
"Calm down," Lynch chuckled, "It's just a spider web." The wolf chuckled as he bent down and picked up a stick, using it to break apart the webbing.
"You're not helping," Nelson spat, as she stood shoulder to shoulder with the wolf as they made their way through the webbed forest.
"Look," Lynch said, pointing ahead. "The wreckage is over here."
Nelson looked ahead, seeing a blackened hull of a destroyed dropship. The front of the craft was buried in a hill making it impossible to access. "Look's lifeless," Nelson shuddered as looked at the downed craft, surrounded by burnt trees, the hull was already covered in a thick layer of web. "Ok, no amount of normal spiders could do that!" The badger shied away from the dark shape.
"Not a spider."
The two marines turned and stared at each other as they saw a creature standing over the crashed ship, it was a dark mass with eight legs. The lower body was definitely arachnid, eight large legs, secondary torso, and complete with eight cold unblinking eyes at the waist. However, jutting from the spider body was the naked upper torso of a busty skunk.
"Drider!" The creature hissed, it's common-speech broken with odd clicks and purrs.
"Fate-Spinner!" Lynch cried as he raised his rifle, the gun made clicks as he repeatedly pulled the trigger on the spend firearm. "Fuck!, Guess we know why the colony has been abandoned," He swore as he tossed the gun at the large creature and attempted to retreat.
"Told you this place felt off," Nelson snapped as she held more of a sword than knife in front of her as she backed slowly. Of the pair she knew she stood the greatest chance of tangling with the creature. The creature's eight eyes followed the retreating wolf, while its upper pair stayed trained on the larger badger. One of its fore-legs easily batted away the hurled weapon as it stood watching with an eerie calmness that unnerved the pair of soldiers.
"We need to get out of here," Lynch growled as he pulled a side arm from it's holster as he worked his way back to the clearing.
"What about Alpha team?" Nelson asked, the fur along the nape of her neck standing on end as batted more webs from her face.
"If there's a Fate-Spinner here, then they are fragged." The wolf crouched behind a rotted log, as he fumbled with his communication device. "Lance Corp?" Only the empty silence greeted him. "Ok, Nelly, that isn't funny. Nelly?" Lynch gulped, it was just like when Decker and Gary disappeared. "One..Two.." Right on three, a scream and the sound of a scuffle filled the air. "Fuck," Lynch sighed as he peeked over the log, seeing as Nelson was slammed into a tree, leaving her unconscious and at the mercy of the creature. He couldn't just stand there and do nothing. He stood just in time for a clawed foreleg to sweep into the side of his head.
Lynch hit the ground hard, his world fading to black as he saw the fate-spinner step over him. The wolf groaned as he opened his eyes, staring at a web covered ceiling, the light filtering down from the night sky, distorted by the sticky threads. "Wha?" Lynch squirmed, as the view of the huge skunk-spider and Nelson came into focus.
"Welcome back to the world, lover," The Fate-Spinner cooed as it stroked its face against his.
"L-lover?" Lynch gasped, struggling against his bindings. The wrapped form of Nelson hung upside down from a nearby branch as it weakly attempted to free itself. The wolf could feel the webs binding him in place, restricting his movements. "What do you want?"
The Fate-Spinner gave a sly smile as it walked over to Nelson, the arachnoid humanoid rubbed its hands together as it clung to the web. Helpless Lynch was held captive as the skunk half leaned in, it's muzzle brushing against the badger's neck.
Nelson awoke to a strange sensation of heat on her neck, causing the badger to struggle in her bindings. Her body ached, a dull throb from a severe beating, as she fought the sticky strands which held her in place. The badger fought but the strands of webbing held fast, a deep burning sensation flowed from two puncture wounds in her neck. The drider's long spider legs turned the badger around till Lynch's face came into view. The badger struggled, her eyes closed in exhaustion. Nelson's breathing was shallow and labored, a stark contrast to the eerie calmness the Fate-Spinner maintained. Her eyes opened briefly enough to catch the wolf's trapped form before she slumped.
"Nelson!" Lynch called out as the skunk spider tapped the large female's skull before spinning a web around the badger's face with meticulous care, leaving only her nostrils clear. "Fuck!" He growled as he saw the skunk's actions. "You son of a bitch!"
The Fate-Spinner ignored Lynch's protests as it licked its chops with a long purple tongue. With its catch wrapped up and safe, the large creature turned on the web till it faced its new playmate. The spider walked around the bound wolf, taking it in as it reached down and cupped the wolf's face. The arachnid's large black claws stroked the fur on the wolf's face gently, as Lynch shuddered.
"Just kill me already," The wolf spat as the creature's large body lowered itself till its skunk face was level with its captured prey.
"Tiss Shame. Male Soles are my fav." The skunk half hissed as one of its paws pressed against Lynch's cheek. "Used too much on female. " The Fate-Spinner purred as it traced its fingers along the wolf's face. "Such handsome prey." The creature's large lower claw tips punctured the webbing around Lynch's crotch. "Will have to wait before I can eat," it mocked its prey. Lynch squirmed as he felt the large appendage press against his crotch, tearing through web and cloth.
"Wha!" Lynch cried out as his bits flopped out. Unfazed the drider lowered it's body on a web till it could fondle the bound male's exposed privates with one hand, while its other continued to tease the wolf's cheek. Lynch growled and snarled but his struggles were fruitless, all he could do was whimper as he felt the arachnoid's claws around his privates. Fear churned through Lynch's veins as the creature squeezed his balls firmly before playfully batting the half hard cock.
"F-fuck you," Lynch stammered, "get the fuck off me."
The Fate-Spinner snickered, "Such defiance!," The creature hissed, "but I'll not give up such a juicy male." It grinned, showing off the two fangs that had so easily subdued a fighter like Nelson. "Your female is just a plaything, your other companions are deliciously devoured, while you're left alive to witness their doom." It purred as it ran its fingers down the wolf's body, taking its sweet time as it teased the male. It easily took the wolf cock into its muzzle and bobbed. The wolf couldn't help but moan despite the danger, the creature was quite good and its top skunk half was rather attractive, despite the grotesque lower half. Lynch found himself succumbing more as his cock and balls were worked over. The Fate-Spinner chuckled around the cock as it lapped at the base. The skunk half stood, still working on the wolf's manhood as it reached behind its lower half and inserted a long clawed fore-leg into its own cloaca. The spider and prey were locked together in the dance of arousal, every time Lynch neared release the creature would back down, teasing its prey before resuming.
Soon though, Lynch felt as the skunk began to get rougher. It started with a squeeze to his balls and progressed to hard chewing along his shaft. Weak and near breaking point the wolf was helpless as the spider-skunk withdrew from his cock and focused completely on his balls. The Fate-Stitcher bit down hard, its fangs pumping venom directly into the fat wolf nuggets making him yelp loudly in surprise and pain as a fire swiftly spread throughout his groin.
"Wha-what did you?" Lynch weakly muttered as the drider turned away from the wolf to reveal a large stinger like appendage protruding from it's sex. The Fate-Spinner smiled, its fangs dripping with venom, as it lowered the long spear and plunged it deep into the wolf's cock.
"Fuuuuck," Lynch moaned as the stinger's tip slipped into his urethra splitting his cock all the way to the base. The torture didn't stop there as the drider filled the wolf's prostate full of eggs. Countless eggs continued to fill the wolf before the creature suddenly pulled away, recovering his crotch with fresh webs.
"You'll make such a fine meal for my childern," it whispered in Lynch's ears before wrapping the wolf’s face, leaving his eyes free. Helpless Lynch was forced to watch as it positioned its self over the still softly struggling form of Nelson. It gingerly unwrapped its meal, the badger's body bloated with digestive enzymes. Nelson choked as the Fate-Spinner dragged its spider legs along her belly, feeling it's prey's soft skin. It ignored the badger's feeble cries for attention, as it raised her up till it regurgitated a secondary coating of fluids over the barely alive badger's face. Lynch blinked as he heard as the skunk's muzzle split, revealing a pair of sharp serrated mandibles. A moment later the badger's entire head was covered in the sticky goo as the Fate-Spinner's blades tore into the badger's flesh, ripping easy to digest pieces off.
"Nooooooooo," Lynch cried out as the Fate-Spinner lowered its mouth to Nelson's lower half. The skunk spider's mandibles pierced the badger's inner thighs as it tore through the flesh in a smooth motion. The Fate-Spinner's venom continued to dissolve and eat at the once strong marine's insides aiding the arachnoid in tearing into the badger. The Fate-Spinner's mandibles made their way to the female's groin as it parted the badger's flesh with its razor sharp tips. It's forelegs easily held the prey down as the Fate-Spinner leaned in, munching on on the meal in front of Lynch.
Lynch fluttered in and out of consciousness as the fire burned it’s way through his body. Just as he felt he was lost, the dim roar of engines, and the smell of burning webs made his mind swim away from the engulfing darkness.
"Lance Corporal Lynch? Lynch can you hear me?" A voice broke through the haze and snapped the wolf back to reality. "Lynch!", It called again as a strong set of paws rolled him over, as a wolf's muzzle came into focus. The familiar face of the med corp sergeant filled his vision.
"Fa-" Lynch passed out before he could complete the warning to leave him alone.
The wolf awoke to a pair of familiar green eyes staring at him, "Welcome back." The corporal was on the floor of the med bay. He could still feel the webbing around his body as his vision cleared and his mind raced to understand what happened.
"No No I can't!" The wolf screamed and thrashed, punching a medic in the face before he was quickly sedated. "L-l-let me go!" He pleaded before he fell unconscious once more.
When he awoke again the wolf found himself restrained. A black eye and the tenderness of his privates left him with a vague memory of his earlier thrashing. His wrists were bound, as were his legs, while his muzzle was locked in place. He looked around, trapped in the brig aboard the command ship. He noticed a small window where a dark skunk stood peering in at him, the black skunk seemed to be able to sense him looking and smiled, showing off its fangs.
"Not long now, my childern will reach their new home." Its fangs gleamed against the cold blackness of space. Lynch shook his head and the vision disappeared, its words however lingered in his mind.
"Away from the window," a deep voice commanded.
The wolf complied, unsure of who had spoken.
"I see you are awake," A large red wolf said, walking into the brig. It was the fleet commander, if anyone would listen it would be him. As he stepped towards salvation a sharp pain in his head made him stumble. The last thing he heard was the sound of alarms and the feeling of countless legs crawling over his face.